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| The Nauvoo Temple at sunrise (Photo taken from lds.org) |
Alexander Knight
Beautiful Place
It isn't green, but emerald.
The blues are bare—azure.
The sun there isn't burned of gas,
It’s melting gold of pure.
The streets are all a somewhere,
Some special destination.
The flowers bloom, and ne’er they don’t,
To people’s exclamations.
A solid pearl of centerpiece,
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| Beautiful trees with the Nauvoo Temple in the distance (Photo taken from Navoofamilyinn.com) |
Illuminating dimmer lights.
A moon to starry houses,
A hymn of praising night.
Please whisper’s walk when here,
Celestial glowing you,
Zion’s in your heart a place,
Forever in Nauvoo.
February 2008
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